Without Muse

Where is the passion for words
Creating a descriptive world
That brightened even the darkest
Days.

Where the hours were long
With imagination flying by
Inside the mind with many
Dreams.

Still, the words are hard
To have appear whenever
I have an idea or some story
In mind.

So where do I go when I
No longer have I the muse
But I will try anyway to
Spark life.